Months passed. They had a habit of doing that. Everyone pretty much got back to their normal lives except, well, Brian, who was dead.
Several annoying fireys sang very badly, whilst playing with their limbs and generally throwing their heads about. Until someone did the only decent thing and hacked them into little furry shreds with a really big knife.
Jareth spent his days wondering what he could to advance the plot of this fiction any. The only ideas he was getting were both uninspired and frankly dull.
Hoggle wondered why he’d never been mentioned in the fiction.
Didymus realised what an annoying little sod he was and hung himself. Nobody cared.
Chapter 20
